Reader Mage-Stubbing August 10! Chapter 8: 8-You’re A Genius, Merlin Tyrrell

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Merlin chuckled at the sight of the ball of air seated atop Nora’s palm, momentarily forgetting everything else as his lips parted into a soft smile. She had gotten it on her first try! Goodness, he couldn’t beat her smarts. But what was even more amazing was that his knowledge of Singularity Mage really came in handy. The three years he had spent reading that work had not been a waste of his time. He briefly wondered what the looks of the other readers who had given up on the work on chapter five would be like if they heard of what was happening to him. Too bad for them, though, the novel was no longer available on the internet even if they wanted to give it another shot. Merlin recalled a particular quote that went: “It’s not that I’m so smart, it’s just that I stay with problems longer.” He related so much to it now. After all, he would not actually say that he was well versed on the intricacies of magic to a great degree, he had just stayed with a novel longer than others, and had seen its end. And, in return, he was being blessed for it. Does this mean that the System is actually going to work? Merlin blinked, his expectations sky high. He quickly focused on Nora and said, “Hey, enough ogling. Hurl it my way! I want to see if I can actually deconstruct it!” Nora blinked, tilted her head to the side, and pursed her lips. “Hurl it your way? How?” Ah. That was right. He had almost forgotten. It was one thing to cast a spell, and it was another to shoot it at someone. The latter was way more complex than the former, and Merlin was not so sure that it was something that could be addressed as quickly as casting a spell had. This was a dilemma. He caressed his chin. Even in Singularity Mage, this particular aspect of spell casting had been a very big problem for Kieran. If he recalled correctly, the protagonist had battled with this for a full month, unsure of how to get it done. And, worse for him, was that, as a commoner, he’d had no access to high tier knowledge found in a library or academy. But, of course, Kieran had managed to find a way past his slump—and it had had nothing to do with Merlin’s input. Kieran had learned how to launch his spells by watching a frog catch its prey while he sat at a stream in a particular chapter. Merlin couldn’t recall what chapter exactly, but he remembered reading that scene a few times in quick succession; and that was because Kieran had been fishing. Merlin liked fishing, even though he had never tried it out himself. That aside, Kieran created an entirely plausible concept for launching spells just from that. If that would be possible for Nora, Merlin would have to find out. You’re a genius, Merlin Tyrrell. You can do it. He was not, but when did a bit of motivation ever harm someone? “I have an idea. I’m not certain how well it will work,” he began as he approached her. “But let’s give it a try either way.” Nora took a deep breath and sighed, not frustrated, just readying herself. “Alright.” It seemed she had really settled into the student role in their current interaction. Which was not surprising. Despite being quite the hard-head, she could be attentive and focused when needed. She had come to realize that Merlin was the more knowledgeable of them both in spell casting at the moment, there was really no reason for her to be questioning him. Merlin, on the other hand, had never really thought of himself as the best of teachers. In fact, this was the first time he was engaging in such an act—teaching anyone besides himself, that was. And, in that regard, he found it hard to put his thoughts into words. How was he to tell her to make use of the concept of a frog catching its prey to launch a spell? They were humans, not frogs. It would be hard for them to really get into the anatomy of one. So he thought of a way to simplify it. According to Singularity Mage, and Kieran’s findings, a frog’s tongue was located to the front of its mouth, and it was launched forward like a projectile at h